145: Chapter 145 A Value of Hundreds of Billions

Chen Feng took advantage of a bathroom break to take the calligraphy and paintings out of his [Inventory] and put them into a bag.

Afterward, he returned to the auction.

At this moment,

the auction items were nearing their end.

He waved at the host and smiled, "Old Zhou, I have a few pieces of calligraphy and paintings here. Do you have any professionals who can help me see how much they're worth?"

Secretary Wang, who was nearby, couldn't help but steal a few extra glances at him.

He was filled with confusion.

How did he go to the bathroom and come back with several more scrolls of calligraphy and paintings in his hands?

Before the host could even answer,

Secretary Wang said with a smile, "If President Chen doesn't mind, I can take a look for you. It just so happens I've done a bit of research on calligraphy and paintings myself."

The host, Old Zhou, also nodded. "Secretary Wang is indeed an expert. If President Chen is worried, we also have an expert on our side.

They can take a look together when the time comes."

"That works!"

Chen Feng didn't stand on ceremony.

The auction was almost over anyway, and there weren't many items left.

He directly took a painting from the bag and placed it on the table in front of him.

The crowd quickly gathered around.

They all wanted to see what kind of calligraphy and paintings Chen Feng had in his hands.

Even Jiang Cong, not far away, was very curious. He had previously won the bid for Tang Bohu's painting of songya villa.

Could it be that the other party's paintings were even more precious than his own?

However,

seeing the black plastic convenience bag in Chen Feng's hand, he couldn't help but shake his head.

They probably aren't worth much.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have used a convenience bag to carry them.

"This paper..."

Secretary Wang very professionally put on gloves and slowly unfurled the painting.

With antiques like these,

if one didn't wear gloves, the sweat and oils from their hands would damage the work.

He had studied calligraphy and paintings for eight or nine years, and his family had even collected many works by famous masters. One look at the piece in front of him told him it was extraordinary.

"The texture of this paper and the production method... one look and you can tell it's from the Ming Dynasty..."

Secretary Wang had a serious expression.

It seemed this President Chen really did have some valuable items in his hands.

However,

when he fully unfurled the painting, a look of shock instantly appeared on his face.

"This is..."

"What's wrong, Secretary Wang?"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment.

It's just a painting, is that expression really necessary?

"This is 'Bamboo in the Rain'!"

Secretary Wang scrutinized every detail of the painting.

He even took out a magnifying glass.

He magnified small sections to observe them.

He took a sharp breath and exclaimed, "There's absolutely no mistake. This is Tang Bohu's authentic work, 'Bamboo in the Rain'. A fake appeared in Kyoto two years ago.

But this one is definitely authentic. Its market valuation is at least 180 million!"

"Holy crap, an authentic Tang Bohu work was just auctioned off, and now another one appears?

I recall that very few of Tang Bohu's authentic works have been preserved, right?"

"Correct. After all, too much time has passed, and many paintings have suffered significant damage!"

"Eh, then why does this painting look like it's brand new?"

The crowd was also filled with confusion.

Host Old Zhou quickly called an expert over from the backstage.

"Elder Yan, please help us take a look. Is this painting of President Chen's actually authentic?"

"Don't worry, I'm very familiar with Tang Bohu's works."

Elder Yan took a deep breath.

He quickly walked to Secretary Wang's side and carefully examined the painting before him.

Five minutes passed.

Ten minutes passed.

...

It wasn't until fifteen minutes later

that Elder Yan looked up with a face full of shock. "It is indeed an authentic Tang Bohu, and it's perfectly preserved. It's even more valuable than the painting of songya villa auctioned earlier!"

He was also extremely curious in his heart.

Tang Bohu was born during the Ming Dynasty, at least five hundred years ago!

Even if the paper was well-preserved, it should at least be somewhat yellowed.

But this painting before him really looked brand new.

The most important thing was, damn it, it was authentic!

How was it preserved?

"Eh?"

Elder Yan suddenly discovered that while he was checking the painting, a trace of black ink had actually rubbed off onto his glove.

Why is the color bleeding?

He was completely dumbfounded!

Secretary Wang was equally dumbfounded!

A fake?

That's impossible!

The two of them had just appraised it over and over; it was definitely authentic!

"President Chen, this..."

"Ahem, maybe the storage environment was a bit damp. Don't worry about the details, haha..."

Chen Feng was also quite speechless in his heart.

It couldn't be that the system exchanged it right after Tang Bohu finished painting it, could it?

Damn it!

I almost slipped up!

He quickly changed the subject and took another painting out of the convenience bag, smiling. "Help me see how much this one is worth?"

"There's more?"

Elder Yan was slightly stunned.

He also really wanted to know exactly how many things were packed inside Chen Feng's black convenience bag.

"This is... this is Tang Bohu's 'Moon Spring Map', worth 370 million!"

At this moment, it wasn't just Elder Yan who was shocked.

Everyone around was incomparably shocked.

Their eyes were wide!

The man casually took out two paintings, one worth 180 million and one worth 370 million.

And both were authentic works by Tang Bohu!

Currently, in the entire world,

there are no more than twenty of Tang Bohu's authentic works in circulation!

They thought this was the end.

Actually, it wasn't!

They watched as Chen Feng took out another painting.

"Holy crap, Tang Bohu's 'Portrait of Ge Changgeng' is here too. This is the only one in all of China, worth 440 million!"

Chen Feng took out another painting.

"'Spring Breeze and Wine Cups'!"

Heavens, this is 'Spring Breeze and Wine Cups', worth 490 million. This is insane, insane!"

"This is 'Ancient Trees, Bamboo, and Stones', worth 70 million!"

"This is 'Lady Playing the Flute', its current value has already risen to 630 million!"

"..."

Chen Feng took out eight paintings in one breath!

The cheapest among them was 'Ancient Trees, Bamboo, and Stones', worth 70 million!

The most expensive was 'Lady Playing the Flute' at 630 million!

Hiss!

The crowd gasped!

They were shaken to their core!

The eight paintings combined were worth nearly 2.4 billion!

Most importantly,

nearly half of Tang Bohu's known works were right here with Chen Feng!

They simply couldn't imagine how the other party had collected all these paintings.

And how they were preserved so perfectly!

Secretary Wang swallowed hard and said with a strange expression, "President Chen, you've truly opened our eyes!"

"Hmm? I'm not done yet. I still have two more."

Chen Feng hesitated for a moment.

He once again took out the final two paintings.

"It's Tang Bohu's 'Three Quiet Days' and 'watching the waterfall at mount lu'!"

Elder Yan recognized these two paintings instantly.

He felt like even breathing was becoming difficult.

His hands wouldn't stop trembling!

The shock in his heart couldn't be calmed for a long time!

In a single day,

he had actually seen ten authentic works by Tang Bohu!

No,

including the one auctioned earlier, it should be eleven authentic works!

More than half of the world's authentic pieces were right here!

Someone couldn't help but ask, "What's the value of these two?"